Beep…. Beep… Beep… What is that noise? Did I die or something? I slowly open my eyes and groan. God this hurts. What happened to me again? As soon as my eyes open, I look directly into my mother’s tear stained face. “Emily! Oh my goodness! We were so worried about you.”
I c**k my head to the side as I try to sit up. “What are you talking about?”
“Don’t sit up, dear.” My father places a firm hand on my shoulder. “We will raise the head of the bed up for you, but don’t sit up. It isn’t worth you straining.”
I nod my head slowly and that is when everything comes rushing back. The blood, the attack, the pain, everything! I groan again and shake my head slowly to try and clear up my vision. “How long have I been out?”
My father smiles softly and shakes his head. “Only a couple of hours,
